HAPPY NEW YEAR!

01/01/2006

Here's to the first day of 2006! Toast! Toast! Cheers!

How did you spend the first few hours of your New Year? I spent it laughing with people I am close to in my Tita El's house. Yep! I didn't spend the first few hours of this New Year with my parents and at our place. Z, you finally got your wish that I go out for New Year’s!

I started this entry at my Tita El's house and would prolly end this entry at our house. I didn't ask permission to sleep in my Tita's house and I know that there'll be hell to pay when I get home. Oh, what a way to start a New Year!

We got to my Tita's house around 8 p.m. WE include: WGF (White girlfriend), Bum-leg Bro, Afro-haired angel, Jayho Bro and me. We had dinner at our house before we left for my aunt's place, with my Tatay pestering everyone to eat. After a li'l cleaning up at our place, I changed my clothes and drove over to my aunt's place.

The highlights of the night are the following events that happened (not in chronological order, as right now I am much bothered by Mary Jane's perfume):

1) Poker Champs Night
2) Scene-It Battle of the Sexes
3) Wine-Tasting
4) Taste Bud Burning
5) Late Night Meeting with Mary Jane

Poker Champs Night: Poker marathon with my brothers, WGF, BI Marlo, Cuz Ej with WGF and Bum-leg Bro getting kicked out first. Afro-haired angel just hanged on the side feeling like he's a big boy because he was amidst the playing field of the "Big Men".

Scene-It Battle of the Sexes: Women: 1 loss- 3 wins Men: 3 losses – 1 win. What can I say? Women really is the superior sex!

Wine-Tasting: Found out the way how to drink a bad cheap wine. This beautiful butterflyangel also got in touch with the drunken pornstar in her.

Taste Bud Burning: Taste buds are not exactly burnt but more numbed by too much eating of delicious food courtesy of my aunt.

Late Night Meeting with Mary Jane: The gang decided to meet Mary Jane even though lights are already supposed to be turned off. The meeting was done in sort of like a well-calculated FBI sting operation. Why did the meeting turn out that way? Well, we were meeting Mary Jane in the porch of my Aunt's house. . . Aren't we some crazy biatches, huh?

All in all, the hours were well spent. Hopefully my mom wouldn’t give me too much grieve when I get home tomorrow morning. . .

+ I'll be posting some pictures soon. . .

*****

I am Angel. . . asking Mary Jane where are you?